Lilacs

Lilacs
“We are ghosts in Victorian gowns, lilac apparitions with parasols…” Simone Muench

lilacs droop in the rain.
their scent mingles with the scents of honeysuckle.
I remember the lilacs in the garden of our family’s home,
stretching up to just beneath the
third floor windows.
I used to hang out of those windows
touching the tips of the blooms
bringing my hand up to my nose.
lilacs in the moonlight –
intoxicating to a child –
intoxicating to an adult.
I remember those lilacs
dancing in the soft May breezes.
I remember those lilacs
scenting the rooms of that house
like the ghosts of young girls
drifting past luring you to follow,
to dance with them in the moonlight.
I remember those lilacs.

 

 

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I hope
night falls gently in mid-May –
the sun fades but it is still bright
yet muted. birds sing their night songs
and the cardinal on the wire
serenades his territory –
Thweeeeee purty purty purty!
honeysuckle drifts on the gentle breeze.
the world is preparing for sleep.
I hope it is a restful night for all
I hope it is a night with sweet dreams
and full stomachs and hearts full of love.
but I hope. I hope.

Z-Z-Z-Z

Clover blooms – drowsy

Fragrance entices bees to

Nap in snow white beds.

 

I breathe deeply of

clean sweet perfume.  My eyes droop.

I drift on bee’s wings.

 

 

 

 

Strawberry Kisses

Warm May afternoon.

The two of them sat on

The back porch steps each

With a basket of

Strawberries between their feet.

His basket almost

Depleted.  He ate

Quickly, devouring green tops

And fruit in two bites.

Her basket half full.

She ate slowly, savoring

Each bite.  Green tops piled

Beside her in a

Neat pile.  “Save some for the koi.”

Silence.  She glanced at

Him. “Poor koi.”  He laughed.

he set two beside him.  “Happy?”

She smiled and nodded.

Her long braids brushed the

Steps as she reached down for two

Strawberries to place

With his two.  “I am.”

He watched as she slowly

Bit into a berry.

“You look like a child

Wearing her mother’s lipstick –

Red juice on your lips.”

“So do you” was her

Adult rejoinder, “Red lip

Boy.” He licked his lips,

tasting the juice.  He grabbed

a braid to pull her close.  He

kissed her.  She touched his

lips with one of her

Her bitten berries and kissed

Him.  He sighed.  “You have

More than I.”  She finished her

berry.  “More in the

Kitchen, watashi

No koi. We are wealthy with

Berries and kisses.”

He said “Watashi

no koi, berries and love are

A fine afternoon.”

She looked sideways at

Him.  “peach season is next month.”

He smiled.  “peach kisses.”